As promised, here is the second chapter! Enjoy please! Thank you for the reviews so far, and please continue to do so! Thank you!

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The warm beams from the impala's headlights spilled over the inky night as Dean pulled his beloved car into a parking space outside the motel where he and Sam were staying. He cut the loud engine before sinking back into the leather upholstery for a moment to sit and reflect on what had happened back at the bar.

Emma had once been everything to him and leaving her was one of the hardest things he'd ever done. From the first moment Dean had set eyes on her, he knew he was in big trouble. She was so different than any girl he'd ever met and he was certain he had found the girl of his dreams.

He could still remember exactly what she was wearing and how she had styled her dark brown hair on their first date. Sometimes he swore he could still smell her perfume, as if it was permanently burned into his clothing. He missed waking up next to her in bed, her arms wrapped around his waist, their legs and fingers intertwined as she slept peacefully, using his chest as a pillow. He missed the way her chocolate colored eyes sparkled when she looked at him, or when she would come up behind him and kiss him for no reason at all. Those memories alone were enough to send him into misery.

Now all Dean had left was sweet memories of a life he used to have; a life where he had a girl that cared for him as much as he cared for her; where nothing seemed more important than the two of them, and everything else faded away. Living day after day without her was downright agonizing, but he had to remind himself, he did it to keep her safe. If she had gotten hurt because of him, he wouldn't be able to live with himself. But as he sat reminiscing in his car, thinking of their recent, brief conversation, he realized he had hurt her. It was in a different way then he had originally feared, but it was maybe worse and possibly even more excruciating. It was a pain that just kept blazing, even after five years of separation. When he had walked into that dingy old bar she had instantly taken the breath from his chest, and his heart was racing so fast, he had felt faint; but the look on her face when she saw him was what haunted him the most. It wasn't a look of relief or excitement; it was panic, anger, and sadness. It killed him that he had caused her to feel that way, especially after promising her that he would never hurt her. He had thrown away the best thing that had ever happened to him and he had to live with that everyday.

Alone in his car, he allowed a couple tears to be shed, but as quickly as they fell he wiped them away and quickly regained his composure before he had to go back into the room and face Sam.

He took another moment to sit and collect his thoughts before opening the car door and stepping out into the night. Taking the motel room's key out of the pocket of his worn brown leather jacket, Dean closed the distance between his car and the door before sticking the metal item into the lock, letting himself in before shutting and locking the door behind him. Compared to some of the other motels Sam and Dean had been to, Dean decided this was one of the best. It was clean; the walls were a crisp white with new carpeting on the floor and brand new bed linens.

Throwing the key down on the round table by the kitchen area, Dean drew in a heavy breath as he shrugged off his jacket and slung it over the back of a chair. He looked over to Sam who was sitting on one of the queen sized beds, computer across his lap and papers sprawled out all around him.

Sam looked at Dean strangely for a moment, not saying anything until Dean finally noticed and became instantly annoyed. "What's with you?" Dean snapped, looking at his younger brother.

"Nothings wrong with me… easy, sparky." Sam retorted quickly, still looking at Dean. "I thought you were bringing food back with you?"

Dean sighed heavily once again as he ran a hand over his tired face. With all the commotion with Emma, he had totally forgotten about grabbing food from the diner on his way back. "I forgot to pick it up." He said shortly.

"As long as I've known you, I don't think I've ever seen you miss out on an opportunity to eat… you do realize that eating is one of your favorite hobbies, right?" Sam observed, still giving his brother a perplexed expression.

"I just forgot, alright… it's easy to do if you're not hungry."

"Dude, you were gone over an hour… if you weren't picking up food, where the hell were you?" Sam persisted.

"None of your damn business, Sam." He yelled. Dean had finally had enough questions, and now he was in no mood at all to even talk about anything not involving the job they were currently working. Sam rolled his eyes and looked back at his computer screen continuing to look up more information. Dean went to sit on the edge of his own bed, feeling drained, and even though he wouldn't say it aloud to Sam, a little depressed. "You find anything about that family?"

"Not much. I'll tell you what I told you before… I don't think this is anything out of the ordinary. Todd Granger died getting attacked by a horse, and I hate to break it to you… but this is Colorado… people have horses on their ranches. Horses have been known to occasionally attack people." Sam replied, clicking shut his laptop, momentarily giving up on the research. "I'm just not seeing anything supernatural going on here."

"That's enough, smart ass. We're staying here until we know for sure… and tomorrow we're talking to that family." He told Sam firmly.

"You're in a really bad mood tonight."

"Just a bad night, okay?" Dean replied, laying back on his bed and resting his hands behind his head as he closed his eyes, trying to ignore how annoying Sam was being.

"What the hell happened to you when you were gone?" Sam questioned seriously.

"Nothing, alright… I don't want to talk about it."

"C'mon, dude. It's bothering you enough to the point where you forgot to eat…"

Dean didn't answer, his eyes still closed, trying his very hardest to block out everything Sam was saying. Sam rolled his eyes after another few minutes of trying before running possible reasons of why Dean would be so upset in his head.

"Is it something involving a demon?" Sam questioned.

Still no response from Dean.

"Did you scratch the impala?" He persisted.

"That's not even funny to joke about." Dean spat.

"Come on, Dean! Tell me what the hell is wrong with you..." Sam said, getting annoyed. "Why won't you ever talk about what's bothering you?"

"Because I'm not a girl like you."

Sam was about to protest when it hit him. It all made sense… they were in the right state, hell even the right town. It would explain why he was gone so long and didn't bring food back. Sam thought quickly, his mind burning with questions. Dean had only mentioned her once in the time since they had picked up the trail on the yellow eyed demon. Dean had way too much to drink and he just began babbling about her, incoherently telling Sam just about everything about her and the relationship they had. Sam had always wondered, and even tried to bring it up once or twice, but Dean had cut him off from asking any questions. It also dawned on him that things must not have gone well or else Dean wouldn't be in such a sour mood.

Unable to stop his big mouth or curious nature, he brought his legs over the side of the bed, allowing his feet to rest on the floor before looking over at Dean's figure, stretched out on the bed. "Is this about Emma?"

Dean's eyes shot open, feeling panicked as he sat up, shooting his brother an incredulous look. The shocked expression quickly flipped like a switch to anger.

"So this is about Emma." Sam said calmly. "You went to see her didn't you?"

Dean scurried off the bed, heading for the round kitchen table, grabbing his coat and throwing it on before grabbing the Impala's keys and storming for the door.

"DEAN! Where the hell are you going?" Sam questioned, starting to regret he said anything at all.

"TO GET FOOD!" He yelled loudly, heading out the door and slamming it so hard behind him, the wall shook.

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